The Saint

[Intro] [Verse] French countryside, fields of green and gold Joan, a shepherdess, barely seventeen years old Voices whisper, visions bright, a fire in her soul Saint Michael's call, to take back what they stole [Chorus] Ironclad maiden, riding into war Orléans ablaze, a righteous roar Screaming for freedom, a rebel with a sword Joan of Arc, the warrior born! [Guitar Solo - Fast, Distorted, Repeating Riffs] [Verse] Donning armor, leading men, a banner held on high Turning fortunes, defying odds, beneath a crimson sky Orléans liberated, the English forced to fly The Dauphin crowned, a victory cry [Chorus] Ironclad maiden, riding into war Orléans ablaze, a righteous roar Screaming for freedom, a rebel with a sword Joan of Arc, the warrior born! [Solo] [Bridge] Betrayed, captured, voices turn to scorn Tricked by politics, a battle yet unborn Heretic's trial, a pyre awaits the morn But Joan's spirit, forever unshorn [Chorus] Ironclad maiden, riding into war (Fire in her eyes) Orléans ablaze, a righteous roar (Even in defeat) Screaming for freedom, a rebel with a sword (Her legend takes flight) Joan of Arc, the warrior born! (Forevermore) [Solo] [Outro] Joan of Arc, the warrior, the saint, the flame Her spirit lives on, forever etched in fame